Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Can Call Me Leisure, artist - The Beautiful South. Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
You Can Call Me Leisure |
| You look a younger more beautiful version of death |
| But I’m scared to hold you close or smell your breath |
| Now your body’s facing east your heart is west |
| And you can call me leisure and I can call you rest |
| We can’t stop thinking that we should’ve guessed |
| We should’ve held you closer to our chest |
| 'Cos our shoulders were put there for that test |
| Now you can call me leisure and I can call you rest |
| Well you certainly jumped the red at treasure chest |
| Your joyride didn’t feel bad enough to confess |
| Till you placed the lemming on this family crest |
| And you can call me leisure, the donor of poor measure |
| The scalpel of all pleasure, I’ll call you rest |
| It’s what we thought God gave us shoulders for |
| Not to shrug in self pity or to ignore |
| Instead the helpless ration chances to the poor |
| We pick your weightless body up from the floor |
| We pick your weightless body up from the floor |
| All the minutes, and the hours that you caressed |
| Have been taken to a place that you thought best |
| If it’s heaven or it’s hell you’re still well blessed |
| And I shall get my own back when I can call you rest |
| Well you certainly jumped the red at treasure chest |
| Your joyride didn’t feel bad enough to confess |
| Till you placed the lemming on this family crest |
| And you can call me leisure, the donor of poor measure |
| The scalpel of all pleasure, I’ll call you rest |
| It’s what we thought God gave us shoulders for |
| Not to shrug in self pity or to ignore |
| Instead the helpless ration chances to the poor |
| We pick your weightless body up from the floor |
| We pick your weightless body up from the floor |
| Up from the floor, up from the floor, up from the floor |